@Royal Blue Smith - Son of the Fairy Godmother (sorry for the delayed reply, my phone had died;;)
As the other began his accusation, Renjun grew into a panic. With eyes wide and hands flailing around like a madman, he attempts to defend himself. "No, I wasn't! I wouldn't blame something like accidently hurting someone due to something as simple as if they're a royal or a rebel-" But before he could finish his panicked speech, the other had already told it was fine. "Well..." Renjun admits in a quiet whisper. "then yes, I did mean to say rebel. But it's still not nice to say they don't matter to you." Renjun slurs the final words.
Blue. What a strange name. But Renjun stops thinking about strange naming choices awhile ago. Some kids here are named after fruit. Shaking his head, Renjun introduces himself in return. "Huang Renjun, son of the Nightingale." Renjun gives a quick bow at the end of his sentence, too used to the formalilites of the palace where he grew up. "Do I think it was on purpose?" He fidgets in his infirmary bed. He wasn't used to anyone being this close. "Uh, perhaps it was. Maybe it wasn't. I don't know. I'm not them." But Renjun did think it was on purpose, hexes only go exactly where you want them to.
@Huang Renjun-The Nightingale’s Son His smirk grew as the boy spoke and his eyes narrowed briefly before he leant in more, raising an eyebrow as he began to speak. “You were going to say Rebel there weren’t you? Trust me, I don’t care for the rest of them, so speak as you were going to. After all, none of them make much of an impact on me!” Blue exclaimed before leaning back again, extending his hand to the boy as his eyes scanned the room.
“Blue, son of the fairy godmother. And you?” he asked, opting to get the formalities out of the way before he leant in again. “Now, these rebels that threw a ball in your face. They did it on purpose didn’t they?” he asked, hoping to bring out any major insecurities that the other boy had, before he glanced around the room again seeing the door open. Sighing he stood up briefly and moved over to close it, before moving back to his seat. “Since nobody here is going to tell, you can say what you really think.”
@Royal Blue Smith - Son of the Fairy Godmother When the boy moved closer, it gave Renjun a chance to scan the boy over for any ovbious injuries. None were aparant so Renjun figures that he was just here to skip class. He doesn't understand why you'd want to skip class, but there's many things about both humans and rebels that the royal bird will never understand.
Once the boy pulls up a chair, Renjun instinctively pushes himself closer to the wall, in a futile attempt to gain some sort of comfortable distance between himself and the other male. He was good at analazying people from afar, but being close proximity with strangers nulls his abilities. "In gym class some re-" Having realized badmouthing a rebel may offend the other, he stops himself. "Some person. Person, yeah that's what I meant to say. They threw a ball at my face and now I'm here. Not the most intresting story." He says, finishing the sentence with a forced laugh.
@Huang Renjun-The Nightingale’s Son Blue hadn’t been injured or sent to the infirmary, instead he’d found it to be a good place to hide during lessons. At first he’d pretended to be unwell, but now he had somehow managed to get the nurse to start allowing him to spend his time there during lessons he didn’t like, though today was one of the first days that another student had come to the infirmary whilst he was there.
“My my my, another student at last. I thought it was going to just be the nurse and I all day!” he smirked as he spoke standing up and moving a chair closer to the other boy. “So an injury to the forehead? Tell me how this happened. I’m intrigued.” he send, a lopsided smirked on his face as he looked the other student up and down, unsure of what to make of the boy, other than it looking as though he was one of those pesky royals, another potential tool in his greater plan for ultimate success.
@Royal Blue Smith - Son of the Fairy Godmother Renjun sighs, pressing his lips together as he presses an icepack to his forehead.The infirmary wasn't where he was expecting to spend his gym period, but apparently fate had a different plan for him, as midway through the dodgeball class his class was having, a rebel hexed a ball towards him. Right to the face. He suspects that it was on purpose, as many malicious things humans do seem to be on purpose. But he couldn't discriminate against humans too much, considering his current very human form and the mass amounts of humans at this very school.
Besides, the infirmary wasn't the worst place in the school for Renjun. It was quiet, and lacked the loudness asscioated with many other areas of the school's campus. He pulls out a book, one he had been planning out finishing for awhile now and begins to read. Before he can turn to the next chapter, he discovers the fact that he isn't so alone after all. He gulps before calling out to the other student. Based of his garments, Renjun assumes he's a rebel. "Uh, hello." He greets, placing down his book rather awkwardly.
uh hello, not leaving, just wondering if i could help admin this place!
i'm trying to be more active here, and being an admin somewhere might help! plus, i could advertise and accept people if they chose to come. I really do think this place has a lot of potential!